A Soul-Baring Confession
It - - conquers - - all,
It c . h . a . n . g . e . s ( e ) ( v ) ( e ) ( r ) ( y ) ( t ) ( h ) ( i ) ( n ) ( g )
They say it's a { gift }. .
They say it's a miracle,
And I believe that it is
Love b-r-e-a-k-s your <3
Love t a k e s no less then ( e ) ( v ) ( e ) ( r ) ( y ) ( t ) ( h ) ( i ) ( n ) ( g )
Love makes it hard
Love takes the ..tears.. and the p_a_i_n
And turns it into the beauty that r . e . m . a . i . n . s
I'll take my chances that it's not too late
I am sort of at a loss as to where to begin, or what direction to go in. . so please bare with me, as this will be a long read. [ Early congratulations to all those who read it all the way through. ] Have you ever felt like you can't be with someone, but you can't be without them at the same time? You want to be their friend, and you hope that you are. But the 'feelings' linger. Somewhere in the depths of yourself, you know that they exist, even if you deny them or refuse to acknowledge them as if they are no longer there. Your unsure as to how to be in the middle, or how to leave. You don't know if you can leave. You don't want to leave. I guess it's as simple as being afraid to let go. There's this part of you that feels as if you never did, or can't leave. Or is it that you just don't want to? - sighs softly - There's so much you have to say but when you talk to them it's as if you can't seem to form all the words, that had seemed like they were on the tip of your tongue all day. You know that the last thing you would ever try to do is hurt this person intentionally, but you are a very real part of the pain in their past. . and there is no undoing the past, only moving forward with the future, despite the changes you wish you could make daily. The same questions filter through your mind in an endless cycle, and you can only hope and pray that this person knows how important they are, and what they mean to you. Words have been conveyed, emotions have been bared. You think back to times past, on things already said, many times before. There are people who want to be there for you, and care about you, not for the sculpted frame your body entails. But for the soul beneath that frame. . for the heart that beats inside it. You can not protect some one from yourself. You can only try to make them see what you wish them to see. . and if they can not they must find out for themselves what is really there. However, what if they truly do not care what they find, because whatever it is they find will be uniquely you. And that is all that matters, to them. There is no such thing in this world as perfection. No one is perfect. Something they may not be able to see is that you treasure their flaws, or imperfections, just as much as the rest of them, if not more so. Because it's about the entire person. The good, the bad, the right, the wrong. You have to roll with the punches and sometimes your going to get knocked down. In fact, that may happen more often then you'd like. But you get back up. You face them. You want to take a few, if not a great deal of the blows for this person simply because you care about them. You don't want them to go through everything alone. Something you wonder if you ever made clear to them, was the fact that every so-called flaw, imperfection or mistake. . whatever they wish to call it, only enhances what you feel or how you feel for them, not diminishes it. You wonder often why they allow their pain so close to them. If only you could someday be as close as they allow their pain. . maybe then you could truly do something worth while for them. But they embrace their inner pain, and not you. . and as much as you wish to change that for them, you cannot unless they allow you to [ and you know this ]. The phrase "give it all you got" falls short here, because that is usually used in terms of physical battle. Battles of the heart are twice as hard. It's all about the mind and the soul. At least in physical battles, when the person goes down, you know that you've won. This isn't about winning. This is about the person you care for. You want to be there for them in any way they will allow. They think it is better to go through everything alone, and yet they should not have to. If you know in your heart that you do not want to go. . and you truly believe in their heart that they do not want you to go. . then stand strong and do the one thing you have been doing all along. Fight for the one who means so much to you. Who to you, means everything. Have they ever listened to their heart? You believe they have. But you don't know because you aren't them. When everything inside you screams how wrong something is, you wonder how the other could continue with it. Somewhere inside your heart believes they feel it to. The same thing that pulls at them, making them unable to let go as well. To feel this way, to know someone like this. . are miracles in and of themselves. How many people out there dream, wish, hope and pray for just an ounce of this mystical thing you feel you share with this person. They have told you before that this frightens them. That at times, you frighten them. But your simply lead by the one thing they refuse to listen to. . their heart. You wish that for five seconds, they could give into what they feel. Because you know somewhere inside, that if they could. . they would understand precisely why you fight so hard. If they listened to their heart, just once. . they would never look back. Something tells you that. The very same something inside that tells you that they believe they cannot give you what they already have given you. The only difference is they won't give in to it. Your heart is as stubborn as you are. It makes it's own decisions, has it's own agenda. You may be able to convince your mind of things. . but your heart knows things the mind refuses to see. If love were easy. . we would have a choice in who we fall for. It's not that simple. Fate intervenes. But she has a lot to do, and sometimes you must give her a hand, by trusting in what you feel. . from your heart. An inner battle fought with one's own heart can be the heftiest battle a person will ever wage. In the end it is up to you to decide the victor. Everyone deserves at least one moment in their lives of true happiness. . and you can only find that by following your heart. One thing that terrifies you the most is the idea of walking away from this. . and never feeling again what you feel for this person. That, is another reason you are attempting to convey everything now. In a soul-baring confession. You have nothing left to lose. You wonder if they are afraid, not of you but of what the two of you could have together. You cannot make love stop. It just doesn't work that way [ you know because you tried it ]. You have no sorry's within you about how you feel for this person. Only gratefulness to experience such pure emotions that others only wish for and a deep thankfulness to have experienced the miracle that is love. In olden times it was often said that true love was it's own reward. I suppose now, all we can do is wait and see. You leave it in this person's hands. Your choice has been made. . now it is time for them to make their own.
It c . h . a . n . g . e . s ( e ) ( v ) ( e ) ( r ) ( y ) ( t ) ( h ) ( i ) ( n ) ( g )
They say it's a { gift }. .
They say it's a miracle,
And I believe that it is
Love b-r-e-a-k-s your <3
Love t a k e s no less then ( e ) ( v ) ( e ) ( r ) ( y ) ( t ) ( h ) ( i ) ( n ) ( g )
Love makes it hard
Love takes the ..tears.. and the p_a_i_n
And turns it into the beauty that r . e . m . a . i . n . s
I'll take my chances that it's not too late
I am sort of at a loss as to where to begin, or what direction to go in. . so please bare with me, as this will be a long read. [ Early congratulations to all those who read it all the way through. ] Have you ever felt like you can't be with someone, but you can't be without them at the same time? You want to be their friend, and you hope that you are. But the 'feelings' linger. Somewhere in the depths of yourself, you know that they exist, even if you deny them or refuse to acknowledge them as if they are no longer there. Your unsure as to how to be in the middle, or how to leave. You don't know if you can leave. You don't want to leave. I guess it's as simple as being afraid to let go. There's this part of you that feels as if you never did, or can't leave. Or is it that you just don't want to? - sighs softly - There's so much you have to say but when you talk to them it's as if you can't seem to form all the words, that had seemed like they were on the tip of your tongue all day. You know that the last thing you would ever try to do is hurt this person intentionally, but you are a very real part of the pain in their past. . and there is no undoing the past, only moving forward with the future, despite the changes you wish you could make daily. The same questions filter through your mind in an endless cycle, and you can only hope and pray that this person knows how important they are, and what they mean to you. Words have been conveyed, emotions have been bared. You think back to times past, on things already said, many times before. There are people who want to be there for you, and care about you, not for the sculpted frame your body entails. But for the soul beneath that frame. . for the heart that beats inside it. You can not protect some one from yourself. You can only try to make them see what you wish them to see. . and if they can not they must find out for themselves what is really there. However, what if they truly do not care what they find, because whatever it is they find will be uniquely you. And that is all that matters, to them. There is no such thing in this world as perfection. No one is perfect. Something they may not be able to see is that you treasure their flaws, or imperfections, just as much as the rest of them, if not more so. Because it's about the entire person. The good, the bad, the right, the wrong. You have to roll with the punches and sometimes your going to get knocked down. In fact, that may happen more often then you'd like. But you get back up. You face them. You want to take a few, if not a great deal of the blows for this person simply because you care about them. You don't want them to go through everything alone. Something you wonder if you ever made clear to them, was the fact that every so-called flaw, imperfection or mistake. . whatever they wish to call it, only enhances what you feel or how you feel for them, not diminishes it. You wonder often why they allow their pain so close to them. If only you could someday be as close as they allow their pain. . maybe then you could truly do something worth while for them. But they embrace their inner pain, and not you. . and as much as you wish to change that for them, you cannot unless they allow you to [ and you know this ]. The phrase "give it all you got" falls short here, because that is usually used in terms of physical battle. Battles of the heart are twice as hard. It's all about the mind and the soul. At least in physical battles, when the person goes down, you know that you've won. This isn't about winning. This is about the person you care for. You want to be there for them in any way they will allow. They think it is better to go through everything alone, and yet they should not have to. If you know in your heart that you do not want to go. . and you truly believe in their heart that they do not want you to go. . then stand strong and do the one thing you have been doing all along. Fight for the one who means so much to you. Who to you, means everything. Have they ever listened to their heart? You believe they have. But you don't know because you aren't them. When everything inside you screams how wrong something is, you wonder how the other could continue with it. Somewhere inside your heart believes they feel it to. The same thing that pulls at them, making them unable to let go as well. To feel this way, to know someone like this. . are miracles in and of themselves. How many people out there dream, wish, hope and pray for just an ounce of this mystical thing you feel you share with this person. They have told you before that this frightens them. That at times, you frighten them. But your simply lead by the one thing they refuse to listen to. . their heart. You wish that for five seconds, they could give into what they feel. Because you know somewhere inside, that if they could. . they would understand precisely why you fight so hard. If they listened to their heart, just once. . they would never look back. Something tells you that. The very same something inside that tells you that they believe they cannot give you what they already have given you. The only difference is they won't give in to it. Your heart is as stubborn as you are. It makes it's own decisions, has it's own agenda. You may be able to convince your mind of things. . but your heart knows things the mind refuses to see. If love were easy. . we would have a choice in who we fall for. It's not that simple. Fate intervenes. But she has a lot to do, and sometimes you must give her a hand, by trusting in what you feel. . from your heart. An inner battle fought with one's own heart can be the heftiest battle a person will ever wage. In the end it is up to you to decide the victor. Everyone deserves at least one moment in their lives of true happiness. . and you can only find that by following your heart. One thing that terrifies you the most is the idea of walking away from this. . and never feeling again what you feel for this person. That, is another reason you are attempting to convey everything now. In a soul-baring confession. You have nothing left to lose. You wonder if they are afraid, not of you but of what the two of you could have together. You cannot make love stop. It just doesn't work that way [ you know because you tried it ]. You have no sorry's within you about how you feel for this person. Only gratefulness to experience such pure emotions that others only wish for and a deep thankfulness to have experienced the miracle that is love. In olden times it was often said that true love was it's own reward. I suppose now, all we can do is wait and see. You leave it in this person's hands. Your choice has been made. . now it is time for them to make their own.